paa-ba-gil be-khudi-e-shauq se main rahtaa thaa — Haidar Ali Aatish

ye aarzu thi tujhe gul ke ru-ba-ru karte
ham aur bulbul-e-betaab guftugu karte

uTh gai hain saamne se kaisi kaisi suratein
roiye kis ke liye kis kis kaa maatam kijiye

ajab teri hai ai mahbub surat
nazar se gir gae sab khubsurat

us gul-badan ki bu-e-badan kuchh na puchhiye
band-e-qabaa jo khol diye ghar mahak gayaa

na paak hogaa kabhi husn o ishq kaa jhagDaa
vo qissa hai ye ki jis kaa koi gavaah nahin

main us gulshan kaa bulbul huun bahaar aane nahin paati
ki sayyaad aan kar meraa gulistaan mol lete hain

jab ki pahlu se yaar uThtaa hai
dard be-ikhtiyaar uThtaa hai

main ab har shakhs se uktaa chukaa huun
faqat kuchh dost hain aur dost bhi kyaa

vo habib ho ki rahbar vo raqib ho ki rahzan
jo dayaar-e-dil se guzre use ham-kalaam kar lo

tazkire mein tire ik naam ko yuun joD diyaa
doston ne mujhe shishe ki tarah toD diyaa

ku-e-jaanaan mein na ghairon ki rasaai ho jaae
apni jaagir ye yaa-rab na paraai ho jaae

main tinke chuntaa phirtaa huun sayyaad tiliyaan
tayyaar ho rahaa hai qafas aashiyaan ke saath